Su Gongzi Training Husband's Blood and Sweat History

Han Xinchen is not a soft persimmon at the mercy of others, he can obediently give what others want.What is Danshu Iron Coupon?Even if Prince Chu could give him the treasure he had worked so hard to get, he would definitely not be able to get out of the gorge alive.Early the next morning, the dark guards surrounded the courtyard where Han Xinchen temporarily stayed, making sure that he could get in and not get out.

I don't know if the dead Qin soldier was aware of the situation, and he also became timid for a while, and he was silent from early morning to evening.The weather outside was calm, but the situation of the Sumerians plummeted. They started to vomit in the morning, and at noon they could only vomit some yellow water. To clarify a word, Han Xinchen looked distressed and anxious.

The sky gradually darkened, and Su Meiren finally regained consciousness for a moment after sleeping in a coma all afternoon. She opened her eyes slightly, and her usually bright pupils were covered with a layer of darkness. Show a smile.

His face was so pale that he didn't look like a living person. Han Xinchen clenched his hand tightly and looked down at the weak Sumerian, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"Good boy," the Sumerian didn't make a sound, but moved his mouth to spit out a word.

The jet-black hair was scattered on the pillow, and the strong contrast between black and white made it even more unreal.Han Xinchen freed one hand to peel off the hair sticking to his cheeks, and slowly kneaded the white and tender earlobes with calloused fingertips, and said in a deep voice: "You want to be beautiful, Wanyan, I haven't talked to you yet. I've done it, how can I let you go easily..." At the end, he turned around and raised his voice towards the door: "All the hidden guards are withdrawn, and no one is allowed to approach without the king's order!"

Without defense, the person who has been eyeing him for a long time should show up!But when it was late at night, there was no sign of the murderous person who looked at death like home three days ago.Su Guanyan woke up and fell into a coma not long after. Han Xinchen was so anxious that he walked around the room, and the Danshu Iron Coupon suddenly became a hot potato that could not be given away.

Seeing that there was already a ray of white light in the sky, but there was no news of the life-saving antidote.Su Guanyan was lying on the bed exhaling more air than inhaling, Han Xinchen was so irritable that he kicked over the incense burner in the room.The servant girl who was waiting outside stepped forward after hearing the noise, and was sent out mercilessly.

They stayed up until dawn, and the iron coupons of the book of pills were still lying in the brocade box in good condition. Although the Sumerian looked like he was dying, he didn't bleed from his orifices as the man said. life.

"How could this be?" Han Xinchen felt something strange as if he had been swayed by someone.

Compared with the third day, the situation on the fourth day was much better. There was no vomiting or convulsions. The Sumerians closed their eyes half-deadly.Anping urged Han Xinchen several times in a row, asking him to leave Xiaguan immediately and return to Jinyang Mansion, but was rejected. He couldn't let go of Su Guanyan, who was sickly, and was afraid that he would lose his life if he bumped on the road like Ling Huaimou.

The Sumerian was in a coma for six hours, and his face became paler. The blue blood vessels under his skin were faintly visible. Compared with the dead, he breathed so weakly.The bearded doctors didn't have time to sit down and drink saliva, trying to detoxify one prescription after another.Han Xinchen's heart was very dry, and he walked around inside and outside the room and didn't know who to scold. He finally held back his breath, and after a quick bite of dinner, he saw Anping enter the door again with his belly on his back.

"This king can't go back for the time being, why don't you go back!" Han Xinchen couldn't help but lifted the table and bowl when he saw him, and couldn't wait for him to speak, so he pointed at Anping and cursed: "Go back to Jinyang Mansion! Stay here for a day, and this king will cut off your head!"

An Ping straightened his clothes, knelt down neatly, and said in a deep voice: "My lord insists on staying in Xiaguan, and this old servant will return to Jinyang mansion immediately. It's just that Jinyang mansion is short of troops, and once attacked, it will never fight back." Please use your strength to immediately dispatch the army to support you."

The battle in Yuzhou almost came out in full force. Although Anping was not pleasing to the eye, what he said was indeed reasonable.What's more, the quarrel between Feng Rui and Chen Qianli really gave him a headache. It's better to transfer back to the defense. Han Xinchen agreed neatly when he heard the words, untied the jade pendant from his waist and handed it to Anping, saying: "Feng Rui's garrison Songzhou is the gate of Jinyang Mansion, once you enter and attack you must pass through here. Anping, this king entrusts you with the token. Seeing this jade pendant is like seeing me in person. Immediately lead Feng Rui's remnant troops back to defend Jinyang Mansion. "

Anping took the jade pendant he handed over with both hands, his shoulders kept shaking, and his voice was lowered with strong helplessness: "My lord, this old slave can do nothing more than this, please do it yourself!"

Han Xinchen was all concerned about Su Meiren on the hospital bed, and he didn't care too much about Anping's many emotions at all, and waved his hand casually to beat him down.

The current situation is getting worse day by day, Qin Yu can't figure out why the prince is not in a hurry to go back to Jinyang mansion to defend, knowing that the emperor has used a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain.The same is true for my uncle, leaving Jinyang Mansion alone to ignore the mess, and rushing to Xiaguan to join in the fun.

As soon as Anping entered the door, he saw Qin Yu standing in the yard with a bitter face in a daze. He was so angry that he didn't leave. He went up and kicked him without asking questions: "What are you doing! Is there nothing to do in the army?"

"We just switched defenses," Qin Yu explained with a straight face, and saluted Anping respectfully, "Uncle, the prince is still unwilling?"

"Hmm! Foxy!" Anping stared angrily, and scolded, "Your Highness must have made this wild fox obsessed! If you want me to say that he died long ago, it would be a good thing. I'm afraid that if he doesn't die, he will cause harm if he keeps his breath." others."

Qin Yu and Su Guanyan have met more than once, and they can't say that they like it, but they can't be regarded as hating them. What's more, Su Meiren is just a male favorite, and his actions are greatly restricted by his status. Rather than saying that he can break anything, it is better to say that The two coaches who swear at every turn are even more delaying.The uncle's attitude was also a bit extreme, Qin Yu retorted in a low voice: "It's just a male favorite, no matter how much the prince likes it, he's just a bedside person, why should uncle make trouble with him, it's useless to make the prince impatient."

"Male pet? That's here for death! Do you know who he is? A child from the Chu family ten years ago, how can he feel at ease by the prince's side?" Anping raised his voice, trembling with anger while holding the jade pendant.

There is no conclusive evidence, and all this is not his only guess.If it is said that the Sumerians really came here to seek revenge, let alone other things, Han Xinchen's few heads are probably not enough for him just to accompany him every night.Besides, the Sumerians didn't look like sinister and cunning people. Qin Yu shook his head, thinking that Anping was really bewitched.

"This matter is as simple as a child's play house, I can't tell you." An Ping snorted and handed the jade pendant to Qin Yu, and said: "My lord's token, immediately order Feng Rui to follow me to Jinyang Mansion."

Qin Yu nodded, looked at the jade pendant in the shape of a four-legged dragon in his hand, and turned around to leave the yard.He wanted to leave Anping alone in the empty place. He sighed, and the anger on his face dissipated, and instead he felt a bit sad: "The way of heaven has its own reincarnation. It is not that everything will be repaid, but the time has not yet come. The sins committed by the lord himself really When the debt collector comes, he can't escape, can't hide. This old slave will do his best, and what happens in the future depends on the destiny."

Knowing that he was going to retreat to Songzhou, Feng Rui was not only not annoyed, but quietly heaved a sigh of relief.Unfavorable start and retreat, General Feng is really to blame. He is not stupid. He can barely save face by arguing with Chen Qianli on weekdays. But he could only endure it.It was a relief for him to go back to Fangsongzhou, tens of thousands of soldiers and horses followed Anping to Jinyang Mansion that night.

Chen Qianli has been rampant in the battlefield for decades, and has seen many big scenes.It's just that the successive changes in Xiaguan made him a little confused, and he had a faint feeling in his heart, whether it was the prince, Feng Rui, or himself, it seemed that they were all thrown into a trap, falling down step by step. . "Feng Rui is probably at the end of his life." Old man Chen stood on the city wall, looking at the team marching southeast, and said to the lieutenant beside him: "It seems reasonable for Songzhou to guard the gate of Jinyang Mansion, but the prince should not count on it." Feng Rui was stubborn and Anping was suspicious. When these two were together, no one would listen to the other easily. They would break up after a while. If the prince could not return to the Jinyang mansion in time, it would be a dead end. .”

"Just because of that Sumerian?" General Shen frowned, his face full of disgust.

The corner of his mouth hooked up and he started laughing. Old man Chen groped for half a cup, he knew in his heart that the root of the prince's tongue could not be chewed: "A hero is sad at the beauty pass. You haven't met him. If you do, your legs will be weak even if you want to run away." .”

Su Guanyan's illness was lingering there, Han Xinchen couldn't walk, and he was fidgeting again and again, dragging back and forth for seven days.Doctors have come up with a solution.

The poison the Sumerians were poisoned by was the malaria quince from the Western Regions. The poison was not fatal. The onset took three days, and the later symptoms could last for seven days. Although it seemed serious, it could be eliminated slowly by the person himself.There is no medicine to cure this poison, and warming and tonic herbs are taboo and fatigue should be taken care of slowly, and within half a month it will get better on its own.

The ginseng soup in Han Xinchen's hand shook and fell to the ground. Isn't it a bit late to say now?A person in a coma can't eat and can't take tonics, so it's difficult to just prepare some plain water every day and let him stand up and suffer slowly?

Besides, the battle ahead seemed imminent, and Han Xinchen was in a hurry to go back, but he was immobilized in the gorge by the Sumerians' illness. Set at Xiaguan, and then slowly drag it back. It takes time to drag it out for a day.

The Beijing army is about to attack Jiangdong, and they want to support the strength of the Chu army at Xiaguan!Han Xinchen couldn't find another reason to explain it.If he missed the defense of the fighter plane, Feng Rui might encounter troops from the north before arriving at Songzhou.The team that was defeated just now, before they had time to prepare and boost their morale, encountered a strong enemy again, and they didn't need to think too much about what the situation would be like.Once Songzhou falls, how long can Anping's Jinyang Mansion last?

The more he thought about it, the more he got angry. Han Xinchen looked at the sleepy Sumerian on the bed, so anxious that blisters the size of fingernails appeared in his mouth, and it hurt to poke his tear glands when he drank saliva.

With a slight movement of her fingers, Su Guanyan opened her eyes and saw Han Xinchen sitting by the bed, leaning against the bed rail and dozing off.Knowing that he couldn't die, but after being tormented for many days and then waking up, his heart was still full of gratitude like a new life.The moonlight from outside penetrated through the thin window paper, and the faint white light shone on his body. His long hair was softly attached to his face, and the broken hair on his forehead was sideways, unable to cover the tightly tufted hair. Frowning, how much trouble does it take to fall asleep without unfolding.He is really not afraid of getting wrinkles before he is old!The night was too quiet, and Su Guanyan couldn't bear to break it. She looked at him quietly, feeling a little sour in her heart. After ten years, no one had treated him so well.

If he hadn't been able to speak quickly, Su Guanyan would still be Su Guanyan who sang songs, and Chu Lie would still be the ignorant second young master of the Chu family; Whoever is the emperor, he can just open a medicine shop at home; if there is no tragedy in Luzhou ten years ago, he might fall in love with the man in front of him, gentle, handsome, and infinitely affectionate.

such a pity!There are so many ifs in this world.

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